The Resurrection of Natty and the Owl
From Barbra DeLair 2007-06-10
I stumbled on your website while trying to find information about owls today. It has been a very strange day and I wanted to share a story with you that you may share with others if you want.
Today was one of the hardest days of my life, as I had to take my daschund, Natty, of 18 years to the vet to be put to rest. I changed the appointment 3-4 times in the past, but today I was able to find the courage I needed to do what I had to do. Natty was completely blind and deaf yet she still knew when I was nearby due to her hound dog sense of smell. I feel like Natty held on for a long time because she knew how much I loved her. It was apparent though that she needed to rest. She had a good long life and I know that I will never have another dog quite like Natty.
About 30 minutes after I arrived home from the vet I went into my backyard to sit and look out over my garden. It’s a beautiful place and I feel at peace in my garden. I live in the front of any old date farm with about 300 date palms that stretch over 100 feet towards the sky. The palms form an umbrella keeping it cooler than most outside areas even in the hot Phoenix summer. There are lots of birds and I have become an avid fan of the hummingbirds that visit me every day.
Before sitting down I realized there was something under my patio couch. It was an injured bird. When I got a better look I could see it was a very small owl. I knew it was an owl right away even though I have never seen any owls in this area. She looked very stressed but her head turned and her eyes followed me everywhere I went. She was lying down completely except for her head and she reminded me of my dog Natty when she was lying on the vet’s table earlier today.
Luckily I had a phone number of a woman who had helped me with an injured hummingbird several years ago and I called her for some advice. I was given the phone number of the Liberty Wildlife Group in the Phoenix area and they agreed to come and get the owl.
While I waited for the rescue woman to come, I checked on the injured owl every 10 minutes or so and the last time I looked she was gone! There was evidence of where she had been laying but she was nowhere in sight. Finally, I looked up and I saw her perched high above me on the utility wires looking down at me. I wanted to go inside and get my binoculars so I could see her better but I stopped and just watched her for a moment. After she was sure that I saw her she fluffed out her feathers, spread her wings, and flew away as far as I could see. It was magnificent! She looked completely healthy and I’m sure is living somewhere high up in the trees.
After I found your website I read that Kwagulth native people from the Northwest coast believe that “owls represented both a deceased person and their newly-released soul.” This was truly a blessing today and I feel better knowing that Natty’s spirit is alive and free.
|Article posted 2007-06-10 08:56 AEST |
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